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Monthly Archives: December 2013

This is probably one of the best poems I have read lately. Unfortuantely, I haven’t been reading as much as I’d like to have been, but this holiday season has worn me out. First I had my final exams, then immediately after, we had Christmas. I am just now getting reacquainted with life. I hope you enjoy this poem. It spoke to me on a deep level, and pulled on my heart.

Happy New Year 🙂

No Hemlock Rock (don’t kill yourself)
by Jennifer Michael Hecht

Don’t kill yourself. Don’t kill yourself.
Don’t. Eat a donut, be a blown nut.
That is, if you’re going to kill yourself,
stand on a street corner rhyming
seizure with Indonesia, and wreck it with
racket. Allow medical terms.
Rave and fail. Be an absurd living ghost,
if necessary, but don’t kill yourself.

Let your friends know that something has
passed, or be glad they’ve guessed.
But don’t kill yourself. If you stay, but are
bat crazy you will batter their hearts
in blooming scores of anguish; but kill
yourself, and hundreds of other people die.

Poison yourself, it poisons the well;
shoot yourself, it cracks the bio-dome.
I will give badges to everyone who’s figured
this out about suicide, and hence
refused it. I am grateful. Stay. Thank
you for staying. Please stay. You
are my hero for staying. I know
about it, and am grateful you stay.

The above link is an interview about a woman and her partner, who had lived on a boat, then were shipwrecked. Kristen Ringman is the author of “Makara,” and high school classmate. She is currently working on her second novel, and raising her son with her partner in New Hampshire. This story of her life on the water just adds one more dimension to the beauty of her personality. I hope you all enjoy this interview, and maybe even check out her book. “Makara” is available at handtype.com and amazon.com.

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Since I have a son, I just had to read this. His dad and I are divorced, so I felt like I should take more responsibility with what I need to teach him as a mom. What makes my relationship with my son so special, difficult, amazing, and wonderful is that not only do I not have any experience with boys (I have no brothers), but he is autistic. He was diagnosed this past May, so not only do I have a lot to learn about raising boys, but also how to raise a boy with Autism. Teaching my son all of these things, are most important, and it will be a challenge to do it successfully. Well, to that I say “CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!” Good luck to all you moms out there, who will teach their sons all of these wonderful attributes. God bless 🙂